Page 123 of One Last Time
I shake myhead.
The last few weeks things have been good between us. Scott and I have been able to speak calmly, do a semi-decent job at co-parenting, and he was nice enough to keep the kids forme.
It’s what is confusing me. If he is willing to try to be civil, why he’d do this. And then there was the fact that I couldn’t figure out how he found out about Noah’spast.
It doesn’t makesense.
“Jesus Christ, Kris! I don’t even know what—” Scott yells and the dooropens.
“What is going on out here? I’d like our neighbors not to think things have gone downhill since I moved in.” Jillian puts her hands on herhips.
And then it hitsme.
It wasn’tScott.
Scott isn’t stupid enough to jeopardize the relationship with his kids and not smart enough to go through the trouble of hiding his tracks. He’s too narcissistic to think he’d ever be caught. He always had Jillian handle things for him. She was the mastermind who helped him get around things withme.
This reeks of thisbitch.
“I was just telling Scott something, and then it occurred to me that you should probably be hereanyway.”
Jillian jerks her head back. “Me?”
“You are marrying him, aren’tyou?”
She smiles and touches her stomach. “Iam.”
Scott rolls hiseyes.
“First, tell me, how did you do it?” I askher.
Noah’s hand tightens minutely on myshoulder.
“Do what?” sheasks.
I can’t fucking stand her. She’s an even bigger idiot than Scott is if she thinks she has this all figured out. If she ever thought I was a bitch before, she’s about to see what happens when I no longer care about upsettingScott.
“How did you manage to get all the information on Noah and send the email to my editor?” I watch her, waiting for the tiniest sign. “Did you somehow hack my laptop? Put some sort of device in my house? Are you that obsessed with me that you had to go through all the trouble to try to hurt me, or are you really in love with Noah and just want what you can’thave?”
“Fuck you,Kristin.”
I laugh. “No, honey, you fucked yourself. You see, I know what you did, and the sad part is that it’s all under Scott’s name, so he’ll go down for your crime. It’s fraud and identity theft to name two,” I bluff. There’s no crime, but I’m hoping they don’t knowthat.
Scott’s head jerks to her and her jaw drops a smidge before she catchesherself.
“Excuse me? Scott, you’re going to let yourex-wifeaccuse me of this? At ourhouse?”
“What exactly are you talking about, Kristin?” Scott turns back to me. “What information andemail?”
I summarize the article and then tell him that someone accessed my email and sent it as though it were me who had written it. Scott’s eyes widen when I tell him how Jackson—who he’s terrified of—was informed by law enforcement that it was able to be traced back to Scott’shome.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Scott bellows. “Tell me you didn’t do this, Jillian! Tell me you didn’t—” He clenches hisfists.
I give her a small smirk, knowing she has no wayout.
It’s the straw that broke the bitch’s back, too. I can almost see the steam coming out of her ears when Scott reprimands her in front ofme.
“You know nothing.” Jillian sneers at me. Her hands rise, and in an instant, Noah has me pulled back and he’s shielding me. “You think you’re so smart! You think you’ve got it all figured out, huh? All it took was one phone call, and I had every detail Ineeded.”
